Great Demon Sun Wukong

The Mountain of World Suppression, which was falling like a meteorite, suddenly came to a halt when it was enveloped by that cluster of flames. It remained suspended in mid-air, unable to move even slightly. A small bunch of Source Fire was, with a surging attitude, scorching the Mountain of World Suppression. Although the World Suppressing Stele had not injected Primordial Earth into the mountain, it was formed from a fusion of Desolate Sand and Wasteland Soil, condensed over countless years. Therefore, despite melting under the forging of the Primordial Flame, completely melting the Mountain of World Suppression was not something that could be achieved in a breath's time.
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Moreover, when Tongtian sensed that the Earth Element energy from the surrounding area, spanning a thousand miles, was all swarming towards the airborne Wasteland Soil Stele, attempting to block it with Primordial Fire was no longer possible. This was because if he were to control the Primordial Flame to attack Sun Wukong in mid-air now, the already red-hot Mountain of World Supression would certainly fall once again.

Tongtian did not believe he could emerge unscathed from the Mountain of World Suppression's onslaught with his own defenses. In his urgency, Tongtian suddenly turned to look at the Flame Puppet, Supreme Elder Lord. As long as he could get the Supreme Elder Lord to rush over and interrupt Sun Wukong's energy accumulation, and once the Source Fire had completely refined the Mountain of World Suppression, that would be his time to demonstrate his might.

However, when Tongtian looked over, he saw that the Supreme Elder Lord was in a close and intense fight with the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape, both of them evenly matched. The Supreme Elder Lord was originally just a puppet, and what's more, a rare Fire Element puppet, thus after being grabbed by the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape and struck alongside the Bagua Furnace, although his body was severely damaged, once the Primordial Flame appeared, the Supreme Elder Lord directly absorbed a thread of the Primordial Flame's energy. Hence, not only did his injuries recover, but he also unexpectedly wounded the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape in the chest with his scorching flames while off guard.

The Nine Decisions Vajra Ape was not ordinary either, as it was the embodiment of the supreme Divine Art of the Myriad Spirits Realm, the Nine Decisions, possessing endless might. However, Sun Wukong was currently unable to control it; otherwise, combining forces with Sun Wukong would double the attack power they could unleash. Even so, despite being harshly hit in the chest by the Supreme Elder Lord's Bagua Furnace, the ape was not grievously injured.

At this moment, the tremendous ape and the puppet were locked in battle, seeming unable for a time to determine a victor. If Tongtian forced the Supreme Elder Lord to attack Sun Wukong now, the Nine Decisions Vajra Ape would definitely attack him first. Suddenly, Tongtian found himself with a headache; he thought he was well-prepared and had many tricks up his sleeve, but fighting Sun Wukong up to now only made Tongtian feel that Sun Wukong seemed even more prepared, revealing one trump card after another. Now, he even felt a sense of helplessness.

With this thought, Tongtian suddenly slapped himself, forcing himself to calm down. Although the Earth Element in mid-air was gathering at a terrifying speed, he was not without strength to fight; it was just that this move would entail a huge risk, too great a risk that Sect Hierarch Tongtian had hesitated for a long time.

While Tongtian was still hesitating, Sun Wukong, who had spurred the Wasteland Soil Stele's Primordial Earth into action, was getting accustomed to controlling the Primordial Earth and also absorbing the Earth Element Spiritual Power converging from all directions like a whale swallowing water. If there was one advantage Sun Wukong had over Tongtian, it wasn't his powerful moves, but rather their current location.

Firstly, they were in the Patrolling Celestial World, and secondly, they were on a mountaintop, surrounded by continuous mountains as far as the eye could see. In such an environment, among the five Elements, Earth Element was the most abundant, followed by Wood Element, while Fire Element was arguably the least. If he had been in a desert or near a volcano, then the speed of the Primordial Flame's refinement of the Mountain of World Suppression could at least double.

Although the cluster of flames was Source Fire, possessing boundless might, Tongtian's vision, after all, was only at the level of Supreme Peak. Although this strength appeared to be top-level by today's standards, it was only mid-level before the great war of antiquity. Therefore, Tongtian could only barely control the Primordial Flame, and as for how much of its own might it could exert, that wasn't something Tongtian could determine.

The situation for Sun Wukong was roughly the same; with the 108 grains of Primordial Earth, Sun Wukong could only unleash a sliver of its might. However, don't forget that Sun Wukong had an advantage that Tongtian couldn't compare with, which were those two voices that had emerged from the World Suppressing Stele, the origin of the black and white Battle Armor he wore.

Although Sun Wukong did not know the exact identities of those two voices nor why they appeared, it was certain that their presence made it much easier for Sun Wukong to control the Wasteland Soil Stele. Moreover, he had learned of the Mountain of World Suppression, the Desolate Sand Sea, and the Primordial Earth from these two voices.

Within the span of three breaths, Sun Wukong had completely recovered the spiritual power expended by summoning Primordial Earth. Taking a deep breath, he looked at the 108 granules of Primordial Earth before him and smiled with full confidence. He hadn't expected that today's battle would push him to such an extent, and that he would end up using the Primordial Earth.

If he had encountered Tongtian before the battle with Transforming Thunder, Wukong might have possessed the power to fight, but the outcome would definitely have been defeat. If lucky, he might have escaped with his life, because at that time he couldn't even properly use the Seal Heavenly Stamp, let alone Primordial Earth. Therefore, Wukong felt quite moved at the moment, fate really was peculiar.

However, sentimentality aside, since he had taken out his Primordial Earth, he naturally had to completely resolve the issue with Tongtian; otherwise, Wukong didn't know if he could use the Primordial Earth so smoothly next time. Most importantly, Wukong had already felt that the World Suppressing Stele was on the verge of going berserk. Although the feeling was faint, he knew it was not mistaken.

Looking down at Tongtian, he had gone from hesitance to a face full of determination. He didn't even glance at Wukong in midair but instead stared fixedly at the Burning Fire Stele with eyes flashing with red light, while his hands rapidly struck the stele. Soon, a metallic ball, more precisely, a giant metallic red egg, slowly emerged within the Burning Fire Stele.

It was about the same height as Tongtian, with a red body that made it difficult to identify the material—only that it was surely made of some precious metal. As soon as the metallic ball appeared, the red light in Tongtian's eyes suddenly burst forth, and a crazed expression gradually appeared on his face, while he continuously whispered under his breath, "Destroy, destroy everything, obliterate everything, obliterate!"

If Wukong could have scouted Tongtian's condition with Divine Consciousness, he would have discovered that Master Tongtian had already lost consciousness, and all his actions seemed to be controlled by some force. As Tongtian lost his consciousness, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Flame Puppet Supreme Elder Lord all paused their movements, subsequently receiving ferocious blows from their respective opponents.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Supreme Elder Lord quickly lunged back into the fray, with their eyes now shining with red lights, looking somewhat similar to Master Tongtian. Moreover, at this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Supreme Elder Lord launched into a frenzied attack, no longer considering whether they might get hurt—completely a stance of fighting to the death.

For the Supreme Elder Lord, who was originally a puppet, this was not surprising. But it was different for the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Even though they were primarily offensive in the previous battle, they would still dodge or defend against well-known attacks. This was the special aspect of the Twelve Ancestral Witches—in battle, they retained all consciousness and knowledge from their life.

As Sect Hierarch Tongtian fell into madness, the one-person tall red metallic egg began to glow with red light, firmly adhering Sect Hierarch Tongtian onto it. Then, Tongtian's spiritual power, physical strength, and even mental power started to pour out madly or, more aptly, were absorbed by the metallic egg.

Soon, Tongtian's orifices began to bleed, and his body noticeably thinned. If the metallic egg continued to drain him like this, Tongtian might actually die first. Fortunately, just when Tongtian was about to have his last bit of life force sucked out, the red egg finally stopped the absorption, and then the egg began to tremble violently.

In midair, as Wukong was about to control the Primordial Earth to attack Master Tongtian, his heart suddenly shook—a strong, unmistakable sense of lethal danger spread throughout his body!

"Thunder Fire Scorching Flame Cannon, the ultimate attack!"